As Ye Ling’s brick struck Feng Ming’s back of the head, a massive lump formed there, his eyes went black, and he toppled straight to the ground.
Seeing Ye Ling use a brick to directly cause Feng Ming to lose control of his strength, Bai Lan’s mouth twitched. She asked Ye Ling, “Master, isn’t this a bit too obvious?”
“Is it?” Ye Ling still looked innocent. “I think it’s very discreet!”
“This is discreet? Who wouldn’t see such a large brick?” Bai Lan really wanted to complain, but she didn’t know what to say.
“Really? Do those people look like they’ve noticed?”
Ye Ling chuckled and looked at the martial artists and envoys not far away. They were currently bewildered by Feng Ming’s sudden loss of control.
“Huh? Was Feng Ming’s head hit by something just now?”
“Where? I was watching Feng Ming and Qi Xian’s fight the entire time and didn’t see anything! Besides, with Feng Ming’s strength, who in Cang Yue City has the ability to sneak attack him?”
“That’s true… but why did Feng Ming’s strength suddenly go out of control? He’s clearly been heavily injured now.”
“I suspect Qi Xian did it. Qi Xian’s Drunken Sword is peerless in the world; his sword intent can even tear apart the land for a thousand miles… It’s reasonable that he used some method we don’t know to heavily injure Feng Ming.”
“It seems I was indeed overthinking…”
Amidst the crowd, people whispered amongst themselves, eventually agreeing that Feng Ming was simply outmatched and had lost to Qi Xian.
After hearing their murmurs, Ye Ling smiled at Bai Lan again, “See? I did it very discreetly, and no one noticed at all.”
“That’s because they’re too weak?”
Bai Lan was speechless, but the brick had already been thrown. She could do nothing but watch how things unfolded.
In the battlefield of Cang Yue City, Qi Xian was so drunk he was unconscious. His current fight with Feng Ming was entirely driven by his body’s instincts.
This was the marvel of Qi Xian’s Drunken Sword.
As long as Qi Xian completely lost himself, his body would instinctively dodge danger and unleash two hundred percent of Qi Xian’s strength.
Simply put, Qi Xian’s Drunken Sword was a low-tier version of Ye Ling’s state of selflessness.
However, precisely because of this, he hadn’t seen Feng Ming being hit by the brick. He thought Feng Ming had a mishap with his cultivation and laughed heartily, “Hahaha, you son of a bitch Feng Ming, this is all the strength you have! Die!”
After laughing, Qi Xian stopped holding back and unleashed a sword energy towards the fallen Feng Ming.
With a concussion, Feng Ming’s consciousness was in chaos, and he couldn’t control his body. He could only watch as the sword energy struck him.
“Which damn bastard… only knows how to sneak attack?” Feng Ming cursed internally, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
If he had been given a chance to fight Qi Xian fair and square, he would never have lost!
However, Feng Ming now understood that he would not get that chance.
The brick that had hit his head not only gave him a concussion but also disrupted the power of the King of Extreme Martial Arts he had just accumulated.
Now, the power of the King of Extreme Martial Arts was running wild, destroying his heart meridians. Even if Qi Xian’s sword energy didn’t strike, he wouldn’t survive!
“That sneak attacker, that damned bastard… if there’s a next life, don’t let me know who you are!”
At this moment, Feng Ming no longer harbored animosity towards Qi Xian. His chest was filled only with endless rage towards the sneak attacker.
“If Qi Xian really kills me, he’ll probably be finished too…”
Boom!!!
Feng Ming’s last thought flashed through his mind as the powerful sword energy struck down, bisecting Feng Ming along with Cang Yue City!
Everyone on the walls of Cang Yue City cried out in shock!
“He’s dead?”
Bai Lan clearly saw Qi Xian cut Feng Ming in half and looked at Ye Ling with shock, “Master, did you go too far? What should we do now?”
They had orchestrated the fight between Qi Xian and Feng Ming in Cang Yue City to lure out the Primordial Martial King.
Now that the Primordial Martial King hadn’t appeared, and Feng Ming was killed by Qi Xian’s sword, Bai Lan didn’t know what to do next.
“Let’s wait a bit longer, Feng Ming isn’t completely dead yet,” Ye Ling suddenly said.
“He’s in two pieces, how can he…” Bai Lan started to say, but her gaze fell upon Feng Ming’s severed body. “That’s…”
Although Feng Ming’s aura had disappeared, Bai Lan could clearly sense that Feng Ming’s soul was continuously merging with the power of the Primordial Martial King.
Ye Ling stared at Feng Ming’s soul, which was merging with the Primordial Martial King’s power, and his lips curved slightly, “I think I know… where the Primordial Martial King is.”
“Where?” Bai Lan looked at Ye Ling, her eyes still filled with confusion.
She could tell that Feng Ming’s current state was somewhat off, but she couldn’t figure out exactly what was wrong.
“I need to confirm one more thing. Let’s continue to wait and see,” Ye Ling didn’t explain directly but instead held back the information from Bai Lan.
“Fine, don’t tell me! I’ll definitely figure it out!”
Seeing that Ye Ling wasn’t going to tell her, Bai Lan felt a bit defiant and went to observe Feng Ming’s state herself.
After cleaving Feng Ming with his sword, Qi Xian’s clarity returned significantly.
“I… what have I done?”
Qi Xian looked at the ruined Cang Yue City and patted his head, trying to recall what he had done while drunk.
“I think I had a fight with Feng Ming… and got heated, even using the power of the King of Extreme Martial Arts,” Qi Xian recalled the events, remembering fragments. “Right, where is Feng Ming?”
Qi Xian remembered Feng Ming and immediately searched for his whereabouts. Soon, he saw Feng Ming’s body, cut in half, lying on the ground!
“I killed him?” Qi Xian’s pupils contracted sharply upon seeing Feng Ming’s corpse, and a tempestuous wave surged within him!
Although he had always boasted about chopping off Feng Ming’s head, he knew in his heart that Feng Ming’s strength was on par with his own, and it was impossible for him to kill Feng Ming!
“This is bad. How could that son of a bitch Feng Ming be so weak, he’s ruined me!”
Realizing he had caused a great disaster, Qi Xian’s drunkenness vanished instantly. He immediately jumped from the rooftop to the ground, picked up Feng Ming’s severed body, and fled Cang Yue City with his fastest Qinggong.
“Take Bai Xiaosheng and follow!”
Seeing Qi Xian leave with Feng Ming’s corpse, Ye Ling immediately used his spiritual energy to lift the drunken and unconscious Bai Xiaosheng. While everyone else was not paying attention, he and Bai Lan pursued Qi Xian.
Qi Xian, carrying Feng Ming’s corpse, headed north. The power of the Primordial Martial King within him continued to erupt, granting Qi Xian a speed that was impossible for the natives of the Extreme Martial Domain!
In less than ten seconds, Qi Xian, with Feng Ming’s corpse, crossed a distance of five million li and arrived at a live volcano.
Within a thousand li radius, there was not a single living soul!
“Master, why did Qi Xian bring Feng Ming’s corpse here?”
Bai Lan hid in the clouds, watching Qi Xian carry Feng Ming’s corpse to the edge of the volcano, her eyes filled with confusion.
“He’s probably going to reclaim the power of the Primordial Martial King.”
As Ye Ling spoke, Qi Xian threw Feng Ming’s corpse directly into the volcano!
Boom!!!
As Feng Ming’s body fell, the power of the Primordial Martial King within him exploded. The scorching earth fire was ignited by the power of the Primordial Martial King… and erupted forth at this moment! The volcanic ash blotted out the sky!